Cassandra leads me

  to a dark and damp

  room not too far

  from my cell.

  Someone is also

  here waiting for me.

  I can't see them

  but I know that

  they're here.

  “Enjoy your

  stay.”

  Cassandra merely

  says before shutting

  the door behind me.

  In the darkness, I

  shuffle to stay near

  the wall and stay

  as quiet as possible.

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  The other person speaks

  suddenly, “So you've

  returned to have fun?

  This is going to be

  sublime!”

  They enthuse, having

  my same voice.

  I want to refuse,

  I don't want to be

  tormented again

  WITH

  THE SAME MEMORIES.

  The light within

  this dark and

  damp room

  flickers on.

  Standing in the

  middle of this

  room is a

  vintage

  and

  tall

  body frame

  mirror.

  I walk towards it and

  see my reflection

  which morphs into

  the other me.

  The one who died

  a while back.

  She wears a wicked

  grin.